<TITLE>12. Par 114-122</TITLE>L-114 What did Jesus say about it? Peter said... "Who do you say..." He said, "Who do you say I am?" He wasn't talking about Himself. He said, "Who do you say that I am?"
"Some said, 'You're Moses,' and some say, 'You're Elijah."
"But who do you say?"
Peter said, "Thou art the Christ, the Son of the living God."
He said, "Blessed art thou, Simon Barjona, for flesh and blood hasn't revealed this to you. You never took some man's theology about it. You never learned it in a seminary. But My Father, which is in heaven, has revealed it to you. And upon this rock..." Hallelujah. What rock? The spiritual revelation of God manifests Himself to the individual. Hallelujah. "Upon this rock I'll build My Church, and the gates of hell can't prevail against It."

L-116 When a man's ever born truly of the Spirit of God, and from the crown of his head to the ends of his toe nails, he's been changed by the resurrection power of the Lord Jesus Christ, and his own selfish ideas have faded away, and God has got complete control of that man, he will believe every written Word of the Lord Jesus Christ and practice the same.
"Upon this rock I'll build My Church, and the gates of hell can't prevail against It." Amen. That would make you feel religious, wouldn't it? Sure would.
This is the stone that was set at nought of you builders... And neither is there salvation in any other name, than this Name of the Lord Jesus...
And the Bible said here, that, "They perceived that they were ignorant and unlearned."
"What school did they come from? A bunch of nitwits come out there. Well, who's this bunch of illiterate, illiterate and unlearned? Well, the men don't even know their ABC's. Well, look at the language they're using, 'Hit, and hain't, and ain't, and tote, and fetch, and perish.' What kind of a--what kind of a people is this? Why, what seminary did you come out of? You're Doctor who?" See? But they had to take knowledge of them, for they perceived that they had been with Jesus.

L-120 That's the main thing, brother. If you don't know coffee from split beans, if you know the Lord Jesus Christ and the power of His resurrection, I'd rather have it than any...?... Yes, sir. Oh, my. God, anchor me there.
 Let me rest beneath the Tree,
 Where the fountain so free flows by,
 Where the Lamb is the Light,
 And the soul of the saved never die.
(Let me anchor there. Oh, my, my. Let me sit down by the evergreen tree when this life's journey is over.)
 Oh, covet not this world's vain riches,
 That so rapidly decay,
 Seek to gain those Heavenly treasures,
 They will never pass away!
 Hold to God's unchanging hand!
 Hold to His unchanging hand! (That's right.)
 When this journey is completed,
 If to God you have been true,
 Fair and bright your home in Glory,
 Your enraptured soul shall view.

L-122 One of these nights, or one of these mornings, or one of these middays, your soul's going to pull from your body like a tooth being extracted. You're walking on brittle threads that might break through at any time. But what do I care? What do you care? For He will lift him up with His everlasting wings. He will catch him. When that soul breaks out of here, there'll be Someone standing at the end of the road (my, my,) to bear him up and undergird him with His everlasting arms, and take him down through the valley of the shadow of death, to present him yonder faultless and blameless before the Father. So why would we worry? Why would we care about what the world's got to say, or what this, that, or the other? As long as we got God's unchanging hand in our own, what do we care for?


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